Chapter 38 Confusing Answers

• “It’s simple, your heart. I could hear your escalated heart beats.” He answered shamelessly, throwing a napkin over my face. I caught it with surprise and looked up at him. He was standing, stretching his hands open in the air. Bastard, always know how to get on my nerves. I walked towards him and started dabbing his forehead, keeping distance. As I dried his forehead, I moved to his abs, keeping my eyes on it, trying not to look weirdo, but I knew I was losing my mind again. As my other fingertips touched his torso, he jerked my hand in his and pressed it over his stomach. I looked up to face him.
• “What?” I asked, blinking at him, acting innocent. He nodded his head in negative but picked me up around his waist. I wrapped my legs around him. He rested me over the seat of a nearby machine.
• “What are you doing here? At this time?” He questioned, standing between my legs, resting his hands over my waist.